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TimLeachWriter: I really need to read more Louise Gluck, anyone got a collection of hers that they would recommend?

nathanmart: "There was too much, always, then too little...." -Louise Gluck

AlanEisenstock: On my mind. "I have shown you what you want: not belief, but capitulation to authority, which depends on violence." Louise Gluck 'Spring Snow' Published 1992

MrsCommodore: By a stroke of amazing grace, the truly searing intellect of Louise Gluck won a Nobel. Feminists bitter that Margaret Atwood was bested.

babysolz: Louise Gluck, Warsan Shire.

desi_disco: Happy World Poetry Day! An Adventure by my favorite, Louise Glück. Full poem available here:

NobelPrize: Have you read 2020 literature laureate Louise Glück's poem 'The red poppy'? Read the full poem here:

jmartinwrites: coming to my classroom library: SECONDS by Bryan Lee O'Malley THE WIND UP BIRD CHRONICLES cuz one student super-dug some Murakami we read poetry by Louise Gluck, Chen Chen, Nikki Giovanni, Ross Gay, and Tracey K Smith cuz they wanted more poetry ON A SUNBEAM by Tillie Walden

inkthink: On World Poetry Day, sharing four of my favorite poems. - Shoulders by Naomi Shibab Nye - Mirror Image by Louise Gluck - Vertigo, or a Contemplation of Things That Come to an End by Alejandra Pizarnik - Poem by Langston Hughes

mariannevill714: Victoria Chang Quoting Louise Gluck: More About Process

snarkysyntax: Listening to a Louise Gluck interview & she said she wanted to be an actor briefly, but she realized that was because she wanted to be applauded. I have never felt so seen in my approach to poetry readings.

oldbuffalo: this morning after my poem of the day exercise, I looked it over and thought, this is quite abstract. I then remembered something I read last night in a Louise Gluck essay. On how she said she was attracted to the ellipsis...and I thought me too. I used a gospel for a prompt..

josephfpoetry: Louise Glück – Biographical

teaofpuddifoot: 'we look at the world once, in childhood. the rest is memory' — louise gluck, nostos

oldbuffalo: tonight during March madness half- half time intermission I read an essay (Obstinate Humanity) by Louise Gluck on the poets, Milosz, Haas & Jeffers . which got me to pull out a clunky Norton & allowed for me to settle into some Jeffers. but now, I'm watching the ebb & flow on TV

qamarlights: things i’m loving rn: complementing qur’an reading with tafseer, honey in my matcha, poetry by ada limon and louise gluck, stainless steel kitchen interiors, caramel digestives, alstroemerias

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ryoffith: Crossroads by louise gluck

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janeadamswatts: Beautiful Dartmoor & lovely line from Poet Louise Gluck.

Mary_McCray: Today Dave Smith, Louise Gluck and Albert Goldbarth. Dave Smith...

MSaularis: just me tryna amateurly translate some things: (hopefully) a thread. [01] A Fantasy by Louise Gluck

mariiiamt: Smell of the tall grass, new cut. As one expects of a lyric poet. We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory. ~ Louise Gluck

egtrejos: Even the goddess of love fights for the children, her vanity notwithstanding: - The Golden Bough, Louise Glück (New York, USA, 1943)

iron_sulfide_: "but why start anything so close to the end? Tomatoes that will never ripen, lilies winter will kill, that won't come back in spring. Or are you thinking I spend too much time looking ahead, like an old woman wearing sweaters in summers" Louise Gluck, the absolute very best

imifaes: WAAAAHHHHHHH louise gluck youre evil

TomDEvelyn: LOUISE GLUCK Faithful and Virtuous Night FSG, 59

gathondum: ... without seeing any sign of the spirit, I determined to live in the spirit ... things became dreams; dreams became things ... the perceived became the remembered, the remembered, the perceived ~Louise Gluck

myster0n: this louise gluck quote. right….right

d333cimal: when louise gluck said "and the more deeply i felt, the less able i was to respond" and jane austen said "if i loved you less, i might be able to talk about it more"

PoetNotRockStar: “Who wouldn’t want you? Whose most demonic appetite could you possibly fail to answer?” — Louise Gluck

pfbvan: “They think they failed in the city, not that the city doesn’t make good its promises.” (Louise Gluck)

kytalli: My whole conception of space built off vivid three dimensional graphics. Telescope by Louise Gluck: There is a moment after you move your eye away when you forget where you are because you’ve been living, it seems, somewhere else, in the silence of the night sky.

Humanvoicespod: Louise Gluck has a million of these

fleahag: the wild iris by louise gluck (1992)

albadraniyah: I didn’t even know I felt grief until that word came, until I felt rain streaming from me. – Louise Gluck, Trillium

CollectedTimes: 'Unmistakable voice': American poet Louise Gluck wins Nobel literature prize Stories from 6 sources | Photo via Dawn

SaimaZaman13: “I could live almost completely in my imagination.” Louise Gluck

_m1i6s0b3ah_: “I could live almost completely in my imagination.” Louise Gluck

wjneumire: "The night isn’t dark; the world is dark. Stay with me a little longer." Louise Gluck

yalereview: "Everyone I cared about was gone, some dead, some disappeared into one of those places that don’t exist" —Louise Glück

crop221: Some have reached out and asked me about my tattoo, visible in this photo. In the interest of citing people (!!!), it's the last few lines of this Louise Gluck poem, my favourite poem.

WJDDrew: Pleased to say Louise Gluck is safe for now.

zaxi8_: ︎“The soul is silent. If it speaks at all, it speaks in dreams..” — Louise Gluck, from “Child Crying Out” featured in Poems: 1962 - 2020 ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎

skydog811: Nobel Laureate Louise Glück’s Love Poem to Life at the Horizon of Death

skydog811: ‘Poetry is alive’: Nobel Prize winning poet Louise Glück brings a crowd to Lunch Poems

khaleddahmed: We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory Louise Gluck

ElizabethKnoxNZ: Really good book choices. And a perfect description of Louise Gluck

brainpicker: Nobel laureate Louise Glück's love poem to life at the horizon of death

brainpickings: Nobel laureate Louise Glück's love poem to life at the horizon of death

dailycal: Nobel and Pulitzer Prize winning poet Louise Glück gave a live reading of her recent works to eager Berkeley students and community members in Morrison Library on Thursday

xx_clauxxx: Finally made it to the Bay Area, where there is a bouncer at the Louise Gluck reading

jsidonior: You lay beside me; your hand moved over my face as though you had felt it also- you must have known, then, how I wanted you. We will always know that, you and I. The proof will be my body.» Louise Gluck, The encounter

adrianmckinty: finished my epic read of Louise Gluck begun in December she's really good if I was in charge of things I'd give her the Pulitzer Prize, the Nobel Prize and I'd make her Poet Laureate - oh wait, they already did...

samcentric: godddd im in a mood tonight sam winchester character of all time

medhawrites: Louise Gluck; The Wild Iris

english_roy: I love Louise Gluck’s poetry. This poem, The New Life,is from her collection, Vita Nova.

HolographicMD: “ There should be more time like this to sit and dream.” - Louise Gluck "Amos and Wendy's" (oil on canvas), Dmitri Cavander

sannalukas: "We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory." - Louise Gluck

gosipgoat: im getting the kingdoms and my brilliant friend but idk what else i want to get a louise gluck book but i wanted ararat and they dont have it so now im ://

roomynaqvy: "This is the light of autumn, not the light of spring. / The light of autumn: you will not be spared." -- Louise Gluck, Nobel laureate.

reaI_hitler: louise gluck nails it every. single. time.

holdengraber: “I am attracted to ellipsis, to the unsaid, to suggestion, to eloquent deliberate silence.” ~ Louise Gluck

adrianmckinty: Since Christmas I've been working my way through the collected poems of Louise Gluck. She alternates agreeably between pessimism & optimism. In the depths of winter I like poems about spring being just around the corner. The Earth spins on its ellipse & spring is coming...

78_sampler: oh, that we two were maying (1914) - alma gluck and louise homer

mishkabernstein: What are you waiting for come home, come home, lost in the waters, blue and permanent. ("The Drowned Children" by Louise Gluck. Copyright)

ellelaurens: “ There should be more time like this to sit and dream.” Louise Gluck.

Moncadatzin: Louise Gluck: Ararat.

Meadowdays: From a Q&A with Louise Gluck

demonicseok: caption is from Averno ~ Louise Gluck

aneesaagha: "I remember sounds like that from my childhood, laughter for no cause, simply because the world is beautiful, something like that." -Vita Nova by Louise Gluck

Jeremy_boypoet: Parable Of the Dove by Louise Gluck

readingkafka: "At the end of my suffering there was a door." - Louise Gluck / The Wild Iris

rzhongnotes: Anne Carson and Louise Gluck are going to anchor my romance novel draft I think

jennifereeser: Louise Gluck.

allenmendenhall: Learning to Read - The American Spectator | USA News and Politics

kytalli: in: being a love slave who reads enough wendy cope, grace paley, sharon olds but also louise gluck going to existential therapy admitting sadness out: reading all abt love w/ out skepticism avoiding legacy fast fashion brands but buying shein CBT & actionable wellness

ccideer: 8. Wonderstruck uhmmmmmm on earth anything by louise gluck uhmmmmmmm mark of athena has a special place in my heart uhmmm and omg three times lucky THE IF UR READING THUS ITS TOK LATE SERIES and the like dying to meet u series that had me in a chokehold when i was yongee

9IINIEL: 'do you know... what despair is; then winter should have meaning for you.' — louise gluck, snowdrops

anthropopopopha: That time of year

bloodsigns: The confluence of my existential state, the mall, and Louise Gluck is offering me a bit more of my *feelings* than I was prepared for on this Dec 30th thank you very much.

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slurgion: The soul is silent.If it speaks at all,it speaks in dreams. -Louise Gluck

The_RichaRoy: Louise Gluck on the Solstice: “What follows the light is what precedes it… Why should we look either forward or backward ..Shortness of the days, of darkness, coldness of winter, It is in our blood, our bones, our history, It takes a genius to forget”

HossainNilofar: “I lived in the world of the spirit, the world of the gray rain, the lost, the remembered.” ― Louise Gluck © Fiona Louise Larkins

heathermwolf1: "as we have seen in the tale of Persephone which should be read as an argument between the mother and the lover - the daughter is just meat." - Persephone the Wanderer, Louise Gluck

theabhayk: The Poet and the Reader: Nobel Lecture by Louis Gluck

ValAndrews18: Averno by Louise Gluck, raises thoughts and insights. Wonderful writing.

whenwereachwe: snowdrops. louise gluck

witch_bitch97: One of my favourite poems. Louise Gluck is a powerful writer.

hoperhenderson: probably Anais Nin, Sherman Alexie, and Louise Gluck

Luzmaelrueda: Long ago, I was wounded. I learned to exist, in reaction, out of touch with the world Louise Gluck

ValAndrews18: Monologue at nine am. Louise Gluck ,Nobel Prize Literature 2020.

HarvardCJS: Recording available: Louise Glück: A Reading and Conversation If you missed the 2022 Annual Doft Lecture by the 2020 Nobel Prize in Literature laureate, please go to:

crop221: Louise Gluck’s ‘Matins’

jigsawofemotion: We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory. Louise Gluck

8T_0T: 'we look at the world once, in childhood. the rest is memory' - louise gluck, nostos.

adrianmckinty: I guess this is a poem about Moses, but I think it's also a poem about hope and optimism and a belief that as long as there is love and light things might be ok. Anyway, I like it. Louise Gluck, The Undertaking:

canter_norman: The recording of Louise Homer and Alma Gluck ...about quite is on You Tube.

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